Saturday, September 5, 2009

Point, Counterpoint

If there are fish of the air,are there birds of the sea?Could my daughter's betta's finsbe misconstrued as wings,even as this wingtip of a planelooks so very likethe tail of a fish?Who decides what species should go where?Who says I am a fish out of water;perhaps I am a mechanical bird,and I belong in the air,trailing vapor across the sunset?

And who said black -- or dark -- is bad?See what a lovely counterpoint my wing providesto the music of the setting sun...